"For the Taibai Golden Immortal to personally come, it seems the matter is indeed significant." Yang Jian chuckled, picking up the wine cup on the table and drinking it all in one go, his expression calm and composed.
The next moment!
Gold Star Taibai stepped on auspicious clouds, like a white lightning, instantly appearing before the two.
Gold Star Taibai, dressed in white Daoist robes and holding a horsetail whisk, had a kind face. He slightly cupped his hands toward the two, saluted, and said, "Greetings, Immortal Master Erlang. Greetings, Third Prince."
The voice was gentle and courteous.
Yang Jian's expression remained calm as he looked at Gold Star Taibai and asked indifferently, "Gold Star Taibai! Why are you not staying in the Heavenly Court, and instead coming to my Guan River Mouth?"
It was apparent.
Yang Jian's tone contained a hint of aloofness.
